HUMOR.............

There has been so many serious discussions lately, that I am creating this one to relieve some tension. I love jokes, funny stories, and quotes. So use this post as a means of telling something funny and hopefully put a smile on other people's faces. I'll start things off..........

You know when you've reached the Masters when you body goes out more then you do.

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What's my handicap?
* Driving and putting

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"Yelling at your disc will not help you. Unless you do it when your opponent is putting."

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"Golf and sex are about the only things I can enjoy without being good at."

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"If you think it's hard to meet new people, try picking up the wrong disc"

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“If I had driven the green and cleared the trees, it would’ve been a great shot.”

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"I average three under. One under a tree; one under a bush; one under the water."

Now it's your turn. Put something funny, and we'll all be able to laugh.

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"So after another less then enjoyable morning dealing with the public,lunch time rolled around.Punched the clock,grabbed the lunch sack,sat down and asked another fellow dger if he had watched any of the "live" Discraft Memorial yesterday.
..no was the answer and proceeded to enlighten him on what had gone down in Arizona."So,as I mentioned about this disc went that way and another the opposite way,someone coming in on the middle of the conversation and only hearing how a "disc"went out...mentioned they knew of a good chiropractor for my "disc "problem.Guess ya had to be there,but we had a good laugh anyway.

My uncle sent me this.... Not so much Disc Golf, per se, but still fun...

HEART WARMING GOLF STORY

Toward the end of the Sunday service, the Minister asked, "How many of you have forgiven your enemies?"

80% held up their hands.

The Minister then repeated his question. All responded this time, except one man, an avid golfer named Walter Barnes, who attended church only when the weather was bad.
"Mr. Barnes, it's obviously not a good morning for golf. It's good to see you here today. Are you not willing to forgive your enemies?"

"I don't have any," he replied gruffly.

"Mr. Barnes, that is very unusual. How old are you?"

"Ninety-eight," he replied. The congregation stood up and clapped their hands.

"Oh, Mr. Barnes, would you please come down in front & tell us all how a person can live ninety-eight years & not have an enemy in the world?"

The old golfer tottered down the aisle, stopped in front of the pulpit, turned around, faced the congregation, and said simply, "I outlived all the sons of bitches."

Therre was a young man who wanted to get a quick 18 holes of disc golf in prior to going to work. He got there early, stretched and was about to tee off when a 100 year old man walked up and asked to join him. Not being rude, the young man agreed to play together.

Basket after basket the old man threw, not far given his age, but he kept up with the young man. On the 18th tee, the young man landed right behind a huge tree. No matter what stance the young man used he could find a clear shot to the basket. The old man approached him and said, "When I was your age, I threw over the tree and landed right in the basket".

The young man said what the heck, and attempted to Tomahawk the disc over the tree. His disc hit the tree and landed back in the same spot. Frustrated, the young man yelled, "There was no way in hell you could have thrown over this tree". The old man smiled and replied, "When I was your age, the tree was only ten feet tall."

It was a sunny morning, a little before 8:00 AM, on the first hole of a busy Disc Golf Tournament.
I was beginning my pre-shot routine, visualizing my upcoming shot when a piercing voice came from
a traveling T.D. "Would the gentleman on the women's tee please back up to the men's tee, please"

I could feel every eye on the course looking at me.
I was still deep in my routine, seemingly impervious to the interruption.
Again the announcement: "Would the man on the women's tee please back up to the men's tee, please!"

I simply ignored the guy and kept concentrating, when once more the man yelled,
"Would the man on the women's tee please back up to the men's tee, please!"

I finally stopped, turned, threw my hands up in the air and shouted back....
"Would the asshole with the microphone kindly keep quiet and let me throw my second shot !"